Diary

                             On the way to Home ( Thana)

It was about 10am. An idea surged in my mind. I agreed with it. Then I set the journey up the hill. I decided to bring vegetables,too. So, Janaki, Jyoti and I started our journey around 11am. Although I was used to of such journey, it was difficult for Jyoti who had come for the first time. The day was sunny and heat of the sun was scorching. 

We began to walk a sloppy hill with stick. After an hour we reached Mr Mitra B Pun's house. We met an old woman, mother of Mitra B sir. We requested her to give us water and she agreed. After drinking water, I asked her permission to pick some Belautis. With permission, I climbed up the tree and picked nearly a dozen of Belauties. I ate one ripped belauti on the tree. Then we walked up. After 15 minutes, we reached Baidar Maila's house. There was a woman look like Kumalni. I asked her a hasiya to make a stick for Jyoti. Then we moved a bit faster than earlier. From the pond of Baidar, Janaki and I moved faster leaving Jyoti behind. At the mid of the forest, we hid in the bush. When Jyoti didn't see us , she screamed. We had a fun. Then clicking some pics and enjoying the beautiful sites, we walked along the sloppy hill towards Balpokhara. While climbing the hill, Jyoti's sandal broke up. She dragged it. As soon as we reached Balpokhara, we drank water. And watched the beautiful sight of my birth place. On the we bought a pair of new sandal for Jyoti. The road was wide enough for small vehicles. I snapped several photographs on the way to up hills. I met Gomle Sarki at Simaldanda. I snapped his photo. Then clicking the pics and wiping the forehead. We moved ahead. When we reached the school, we observed the changes. I took photos. It brought me back my schooling days where I learned Ka Kha Ra.

The playground reminded me the volleyball played in every dashai purnima . The way which we used to walk was no more easier.

From the lakure Danda we watches breathtaking scenes. I took several pics standing by the Lakuri tree. Then walked ahead. I saw Gaira Kaailo working with plastic ropes. He might be weaving a Naamlo. I asked him whether he knew me. He said he didn't. I introduced him. He knew me then. I snapped his pics. After that we entered the house of Kamikanchha.  He was not at home. I looked around and shouted. He came home from the farm. We had friendly chat. I asked him some Chatela and cucumber. Then finally we reached to our old house. Before descending the home, I played volleyball with the village children. After sometime, I climbed down the house. 

When I reached the home, I became nostalgic. I took photos of  house and the surrounding. Jyoti and I went to the padhero to see the tree. I touched the tree of Sirmu . At mean time I felt wet inside pant and checked. It was a leech. I also snapped the pic of the leech taking it on the palm. Then I threw it on Jyoti's feet. She screamed. I laughed. From the Sirmuko paato, I recorded the Vedio of whole land and house with self commentary. I took the Vedio of house and buffaloes. Also goats and bees. Collecting a sack full of vegetables, we returned from their. I went to the house of Sarkis. I met jethi and jetha. Both of them were happy. I snapped the pics. They gave me a cucumber and chatelas. I picked one more cucumber from Sarki Kailo's myself. Carrying two cucumbers on the arms I reached to Saupokhara. I met Haldar Jethaba. I snapped his photo too. Without staying for more than two minutes, I walked down to Baatamuni ko kanchho. Ther was also a sackful of vegetables. One sack was carried by Janaki and another was on my back. It was late. So, we rushed down in hurry. But we made the journey memorable talking, teasing and fun making. Darkness fell on the way. After we crossed Lamdara Ran B's house, we couldn't see the road clearly. But we descended without any hurdles. When we reached Bhusalni's house, Bhabana and saili Bhauju came to us with torch. It made us a bit easier to climb down the cobbled stony road. Finally, we reached home around seven pm.

To the conclusion, the journey was memorable, adventurous and beneficial.